Tempting Trouble's Tales

So....

I'm Shannon but everyone calls me Trouble.

I was given the name by someone who assumed I was Trouble.

The name stuck.

The tempting part came naturally.

I was going to call my blog space Tempting Trouble's Tale but I have more than one tale to tell you so it is called Tempting Trouble's Talesssssss. 

I am a 24 hour Blogger.

My mind never sleeps

and

I can take pictures of me while I'm asleep

and

I have a lot to talk about.

Hmm.

I hope that you will enjoy my blogs and that we will become friends.

I love everybody and I pass judgment on none.

That's not my job.

So feel free to be free here but I try not to hurt anyone so if at all possible be witty.

Not petty. 

My blog space is about life.

Priceless life. 

You only get one so let's celebrate it.

I will endeavor to bring all who read this a little bit of life.

My life.

And life on earth.

To me life covers everything.

Of course.

Music.

Food.

Style.

Freedom.

Travel.

Books.

Trouble.

I will bring tales from life.

I am currently in Kingston, Jamaica.

I am originally from Philadelphia, Pennsylvania.

I love Philly and New York when I'm in America.

I love clothes anywhere.

I love all music.

Mostly.

Hmm.

I am an adult so sometimes you may have to cover your eyes but it will be worth peeking.

Not a porn star but I am a little tease.

Sometimes.

I will try to keep you entertained.

One way or another.

I go out about town sort of often so I shall give you the Tales that I feel are worth sharing, like, 

I went to Mas Camp last Friday night for one of the nine Soca party that leads up to Jamaica's carnival.

Of course it was hot hot hot.

There was a stage show and one of the poor men who came to perform from T&T asked for a fluffy (big & sexy) girl to come up the stage but sorry for him there are no "fluffy" girls in Jamaica.

Not really but for the most part there are only slim chicks in Ja.

Lucky for the men.

Marriages where the wife is slimmer than the husband lasts longer.

I felt sorry for the artist, though, because he even came off of the stage and went looking for a "fluffy" girl but he came back empty handed.

Aww.

Such is life.

C'est la Vie.

Mas Camp is a must if you come to Jamaica before Easter.

In my next blog I will post the pictures from Mas Camp.

Well, the pictures of ME from Mas Camp.

Yea, me. 

Back to what you can expect from me:

Everything.

Strap yourself in for a ton of pictures of Me.

I won't lie I take a lot of pictures.

Expect a little knowledge and a lot of love.

Maybe a few interviews and a lot of music stuff.

Hope you enjoy.

Peace and Love for now.

kiss kiss.